I am sitting in my studio and it is dusk. The combine harvester is cutting the barley in the field 20 m in front of me. Almost surreal, this huge machine with its headlights roaring towards me! Sadly it has just ploughed through all the stray sunflowers self seeded from last years crop that I was going to fill my vases with! Must be quicker off the mark. The farmer is sitting high up in his cab accompanied by his small son - love that the future of this beautiful rural corner of S W France is passed from generation to generation.